I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 330 - 229: Persuading Others to Trade Stocks, Heaven’s Wrath

Chapter 330: Chapter 229: Persuading Others to Trade Stocks, Heaven’s Wrath

The memory bank of the external chip was something Shang Siteng prepared for herself when heading to the City of Extreme Evil.

The memory bank contains a vast amount of information, both useful and useless, and is incredibly cluttered.

At a normal person’s brain browsing speed, it would take at least three years to go through so much information.

But for Bob, it might take just about ten seconds, or even less.

"That young girl named Shang Siteng is from Can Shang Company."

"She left Can Shang Company, joined Great Xia, joined North County, you’re adversaries with Can Shang Company."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

Bob has a grudge against Can Shang Company, that’s a fact, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been exiled to the City of Extreme Evil.

From his tone, it seems like the grudge is not a small one.

"I can introduce you to her." Han Zhan didn’t make any promises.

Taking Bob to meet Shang Siteng is something he can promise, but whether Shang Siteng is willing to cooperate with Bob depends on their own negotiation, which Han Zhan won’t interfere with.

"No problem!"

Bob agreed very readily.

"So, how are you going to help me?"

The rules clearly state that you need to obtain the evil gold coins through regular channels.

Hacking into the bank to steal gold coins has been explicitly prohibited.

A quick and legitimate way to get rich, closely related to intelligent computing,

A term flashed through Han Zhan’s mind — stock trading.

"What? You want to trade stocks?"

At the dining table, after hearing Han Zhan’s words, Shan Yunmei and Han Qiuming both fell silent.

"Son, why don’t you just keep playing games? In the future, Mom won’t restrict your spending anymore, okay?"

Shan Yunmei sighed, speaking earnestly.

Between spending money on games and stock trading, she felt spending on games was more reliable.

After all, spending money on games turns money into data, and at least that’s still data.

Stock trading?

Advising someone to trade stocks is asking for trouble!

"The market is not doing well right now, and your dad has quite a bit of money stuck in there. Xiaozhan, you won’t understand it,"

Han Qiuming also advised.

"Dad, then just let me use your account. I’ll just try and learn."

Reluctantly agreeing to Han Zhan’s persistent request, Han Qiuming finally chose to give in.

After all, he had tens of thousands stuck in there, and no matter how it gets tossed around, the losses are within an acceptable range.

After successfully obtaining the account, Han Zhan directly handed over the account password to Bob.

It was then Bob’s turn to work his magic as the stock god.

...

Early in the morning, Gongyang Jin arrived at the Sword Dojo, only to find a long line outside.

"What’s going on?"

"Is business this booming for us?"

"You don’t get it! Let me tell you, those guys who attended the Sword Dao class yesterday..."

A few people were whispering, and when they saw Gongyang Jin, they suddenly raised their heads excitedly and waved at her.

"Coach! You’re finally here!"

"Coach! I want to renew my class!"

"Coach, I want to renew too!"

More and more people surrounded the Sword Dojo tightly.

It’s hard to imagine that the group of people who were schooled with pure Sword Dao yesterday are now more determined than ever?

What Gongyang Jin didn’t know was...

Her casual display of sword skills yesterday had an enormous impact on these Sword Dao apprentices.

They were not only amazed but also gleaned substantial benefits from yesterday’s training session.

So early this morning, many arrived at the Sword Dojo wanting to pay to renew their lessons.

Moreover, the news of Gongyang Jin’s superb swordsmanship spread, more people learned about it, or heard it from friends, and the reputation spread completely.

At a fee of ten thousand per person, Gongyang Jin glanced at the crowd of people.

Making money, it seems, isn’t that difficult?

At 3 PM.

After finishing the day’s courses, Gongyang Jin just stepped out of the Sword Dojo when she saw a familiar figure at the door.

Her eyes lit up, and she walked over quickly.

"How did you find me?"

"The entire Slaughter Battlefield is so big, and Bob helped me search the information of nearby Sword Dao places; it was easy to narrow down the results."

With Bob’s help, finding people indeed became much more convenient.

"Is it just us?" Gongyang Jin looked behind Han Zhan, not seeing any other members of the Anti-Xia Alliance.

"Where is Elder Bing and the others?"

"I don’t know. After Bob and I met, I asked him to search one by one, but other than you, Elder Bing, Chen Zui, and Dong Dachui don’t seem to have been selected."

The selection rules for the Slaughter Battlefield remain a mystery.

It’s something they can’t influence.

"Did those two Knights not come in?"

"They did come in, but I think it might be a bit inconvenient to find them right now."

When Han Zhan said this, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Gongyang Jin hadn’t been surfing the web, so she didn’t know what had happened.

Suddenly, she asked seriously, "Frog’s position on the Points Leaderboard is nearly unshakable, so what do we do next?"

"Unshakable?"

The smile on Han Zhan’s face gradually widened, "That might not be the case."

...

"Hello, is this Yun Mei? Shan Yunmei, right?"

At the door, after Yun Mei opened it, a polite delivery guy smiled and asked.

Yun Mei nodded, taking the package from his hands, seeming a bit puzzled, but she didn’t say anything.

Once the door was closed, she turned around and said to Han Qiuming, "Honey, it’s strange. Why do I feel like this delivery guy looks exactly like the new security guard at the gate of our community?"

"Maybe it’s a common face?" Han Qiuming responded while scrolling through short videos on his phone, without looking up.

"But I also feel like the security guard at the community gate looks just like the delivery guy I met on the street today!"

"That’s normal, you’ve been face-blind for quite some time." Han Qiuming casually remarked.

As soon as Han Qiuming finished speaking, his ear was suddenly pulled.

"Hey, hey, it hurts!"

The family hierarchy was evident.

Outside the door.

After delivering the package, the courier adjusted the little blue hat on his head, got on his electric scooter, humming a little tune as he left the community.

As he passed by the community gate, he exchanged a smile with the security guard standing there.

If anyone were to scrutinize carefully at this moment, they would find.

They indeed have exactly the same face!

It’s not just them.

There’s also the janitor cleaning, the gardener trimming the bushes, the taxi driver, the vendor selling pancakes and shouting loudly— all of them have exactly the same face!

The delivery guy continued riding out of the community.

The smile on his face was growing wider.

"Found you, Han Zhan!"